Being a 'slave' to Alan is nothing like it sounds. I know it's a shocking word..."She paused, trying to gather her thoughts. "Being a quote, sex slave... unquote, is nothing like you'd think, based on the provocative language. And that's because Alan, well, he's just the greatest guy. I love him so much! He's my Sweetie! If he has me in his grip, it's with a velvet glove. Make that a feathery, pillowy glove. I mean, he would never boss me around in a bad way. He's never ordered any of us to do. We beat our toy almost daily, and I was not surprised that Fatima beather with the most energy, smiting her naked rump with heavy silken cordsor with the hard palm of her bare hand. Yet I was surprised at thecleverness of Fatima in devising more subtle torments for the toy,stroking her breasts and her womanhood with feathers and silks until allcould see that the toy's sexual need was great, and then simply laughingin the toy's face and sitting upon it.Ahhh yes, the toy spoke to me many times in. Danielle kicked but was quickly spread and Ashley stood between her, ready to start things.“So here’s the deal,” Ashley started. “You’re going to make Nicki cum. If you don’t in the next two minutes, this is going in that beautiful ass, instead.”Danielle’s eyes widened before she quickly went to work again on Nicki’s pussy, now letting her tongue dart in and out, before sucking on her clit. Of course all the girls were counting as Danielle did her best and Nicki’s moans got louder.“Fifteen!. It's a small place, and it would be difficult to avoid a man in the store if he were already there. I locked my car and thoughtlessly rushed into the store, my mind running through the other ingredients for the guac, to make sure I had everything else I needed. I turned to my right when I entered the store, headed for the bin where the avocados usually are, and walked right into an older black gentleman! I crashed into him so suddenly that the contents of my purse spilled on the floor. Seeing.